Backyards and boulevards/ avenues and crews/
Resting under streetlamps/ we distributing news/
After the death/ we the last ones left/ Came from nothing/
And made something/ rulers are back/ God blessa€¦
Verse 1:
Got to love it/ honest/ we got the globe on it/
The money I tuck it/ fuck it/ and roll the dice/
Acknowledged by the illest/ my people divide a fine
Difference/ Niggas/ roll by in a black/ bulletproof/
Tinted/ Squinted mean/ flashed the peace sign/ Absentee
Scenes/ splash graffiti in the ravine/ explore my lean/
Seen my cohorts / Split dutches/ spin/ and intervene/
Laboratory scenes/ feed hunger these streets respect/
Get vexed at the rookies rocking plat on they necks/
Imagine that/ my body jealous of my own shadow/
Cause he can disappear so narrow/ substantial/
I hold the manual/ with one arm/ across my lumbar/
Gambles/ with granulea€™s/ be having our wrists/
In Chrome/ handles/ vandals/ what they call our/ Tagging artists/
Regardless/ We modern day Marvina€™s/ Trouble men/
Reinvent whata€™s going on/ as we puff the double minta€¦
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Verse 2:
You got to love it/ escape from the plantation/
Gunning/ too much of anything will lead you to nothing/
Trusting my judgment/ Ia€™m from an era/ none/
Is compared to/ no other trademark is realer or rarer/
Shortiea€™s laugh in the distance/ as dark as it is/
Shouldna€™t them kids be in the crib/ using pencils and pens? /
Fucked up as it is/ ita€™s off kilter we live/
Fill a cup with the fifth/ let it stick to your ribs/
Boulevard wisdom/ dona€™t spill/ as Organs/
Hum inside this portrait/ orphans na€™ yard benches/
Organize/ and give offerings/ onyx tinted bulletproof/
Cruise by again/ blue lights/ white caprice/ just flicked them/
Instantly/ witnesses/ march upon the premises/
Insist on no greed/ and envy/ it could have been me/
Once a poor seed/ Regardless/ We modern day Martina€™s/
Fatherless dreams/ the method is historica€¦